Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
(Note: A friend of mine in Hong Kong who loves wearing pantyhose, in particular in her office, recently asked me to write a story about her and her pantyhose in her office. Here is what I wrote to her.) My boss asked me to visit your company in order to negotiate a contract, and, as things go, I wound up in a meeting where you participated, among several...
Best Buddy's Sexual Peccadillo A group of men sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our w...
Katie steps back into her titty top and pulls on her skirt. I grab her shoes and walk her back to my truck letting the hotel door close behind me, making sure the do not disturb sign will hang on until morning. I don't want the maids beating me back to this scene. Once I have her back in the truck I can see she's a little too far gone to get a play-by-play o...
This is the third chapter of the liason between Addictedtonylon and his editor, (L)SEiland. It can be read freestanding, but I recommend it as a continuation of the prior chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Tanya is a prior participant in the erotic adventures. * I'm Tanya, a stripper a local adult club. About a month ago, I was contacted by this woman, L, who...
Like a lot of other students, I got a job to help pay my way through college. However my job was very different to most other students. I worked in a place called The F club and we specialised in male/male fetish and role play. As well as the escorts, the place employed bouncers who monitored the rooms to make sure things never got out of hand. Luckily I nev...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...
"So what kind of kinky fun can I have with you Slave?" Becky slowly examined each item Paul had set out on the bed. "Wow, you have quite a collection here and a major pantyhose fetish too, don't you Slave?" Paul was speechless until Becky slapped him hard on the thigh. "Slaves answer when they are asked a question." "Yes, Mistress, I have a fetish fo...